Meng Ting glanced at him, not understanding the reason.
He felt that he had performed well today and was not being perfunctory.
What is this kid not satisfied with?
Meng Xing glanced at the dishes on the table, then gestured towards Lin Qiu with his mouth.
Meng Ting sighed inwardly, forget it, there's no way around it, this kid has Mr. Jih backing him.
He shouldn't even think of adding a single drop of water, today.
Mr. Jih is still waiting to ask this kid some questions later.
He silently glanced at Lin Qiu and proactively spoke: "Miss Lin, this fish soup is quite good, very fresh... you should drink more of it."
Lin Qiu, who was eating meat and hadn't had a sip of soup, was slightly taken aback.
She then responded, swallowing the meat in her mouth with a smile: "Okay, I'll drink it."
Lin Qiu, who didn't really like soup and preferred meat, finished a whole bowl of soup.
Then she found out she was full... filled up by the soup.
